Two Realms High Martial Arts: Gathering the Heavens to Become a Great Luo Immortal

Chapter 385 Three Thousand Years of Lifespan, Thunder God, and Many Treasures

Just as the eerie infant's body was completely swallowed by the dark red blood bead, "Buzz!!!"

Li Xijun's entire sea of ​​consciousness seemed to have been filled with a dazzling star, suddenly filled with endless crimson radiance.

The blood bead seemed to awaken completely from its ancient slumber. It was no longer an inanimate object, but transformed into a miniature dark red sun, suspended in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness, radiating an ancient, primal, and seemingly originating from the very source of life.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable torrent, like a bursting dam, surged out from the dark red sun and continuously flowed into his body.

At first, Li Xijun frowned slightly, a hint of doubt rising in her heart.

Because his cultivation level hadn't increased, his physical strength didn't seem to have improved significantly, and his divine soul remained at the vast level of the second stage of the lightning tribulation.

What exactly did this seemingly immense force bring?

However, as the torrent continued to pour in, an unprecedented sense of fulfillment and weight, stemming from the instinct of life, slowly spread to every corner of his consciousness like a warm tide.

He "saw" it.

That is not spiritual power, not laws, not any external force.

That is time and life!

It is a continuation of existence!

Yuan Shou!!!

That's it!

Li Xijun suddenly understood, and all her previous doubts instantly connected.

No wonder this blood bead has such a strong desire for the "ginseng fruit" that can plunder lifespan; the two are actually very similar in nature.

In this martial arts world, ancient immortals, in their quest for immortality, created those bizarre and failed creations.

The ultimate purpose of this supreme treasure, which was crafted by the seemingly "True Immortal" level Netherworld behemoth who was willing to destroy the world of gods, was actually to plunder and accumulate lifespan!

"Heh—that does fit the style of these demonic giants." A sense of understanding flashed through Li Xijun's mind.

For the demonic path, which pursues power by any means necessary, a long lifespan is the most precious resource. Many forbidden secret techniques with earth-shattering power often require burning one's lifespan to be used.

He was thinking this when, just a few breaths later, his initial slightly mocking thought was replaced by an increasingly intense sense of astonishment.

Because the torrent of life force gushing out from the blood droplet showed no signs of weakening; on the contrary, it became even more turbulent!

Five hundred years —

Eight hundred years —

Fourteen hundred years —

Two thousand two hundred years —

The numbers raced through his mind, each jump making him feel a little unreal.

Finally, as the torrent gradually subsided and the dark red sun returned to its slowly rotating shape as a blood bead, an immense and suffocating amount of information naturally surfaced in Li Xijun's consciousness for three thousand years!

This supreme treasure, crafted by the Blood Sea True Immortal, can grant him three thousand years of lifespan when filled once!

Even with her unwavering resolve, Li Xijun couldn't help but be moved at this moment.

Three thousand years!

What does this mean?

Many cultivators at the Golden Core stage have a total lifespan of only a little over a thousand years.

This is almost equivalent to him having several complete lives added out of thin air!

Although this massive infusion of lifespan did not directly improve his cultivation level or cause a qualitative change in his physical strength, its effects were far more fundamental and profound.

He could clearly feel that every inch of his flesh, every drop of his blood, and even every cell was being infused with boundless vitality and resilience.

The flow of Qi and blood becomes more vigorous and full of vitality, and the whole body is filled with a youthful and vigorous life force that seems to never run dry.

He had a strong premonition that no matter how severe the injury he suffered in the future, as long as it wasn't instantly annihilated, his recovery speed would reach an astonishing level!

Looking inward at the blood bead in his sea of ​​consciousness that seemed to have dimmed a bit, and at the boundless life force flowing within him that seemed to resonate with the long river of time, Li Xijun's lips finally curled into an undisguised smile.

A moment later, after dividing up the surviving medicinal herbs in the herb garden, the four of them each had their own gains, but their minds were no longer on the matter.

The eeriness of the "longevity" herb garden and the disappointment of the final harvest made their expectations for this immortal cave more complex and cautious.

Following the map guidance obtained by Li Xijun from the keystone, they left the dilapidated herb garden area and continued...

They continued their journey deeper into the cave.

What I saw along the way was still a shocking scene of devastation.

The broken rainbow bridge lies across the dried-up riverbed, the collapsed palaces and pavilions are reduced to mere foundations and a few broken pillars, and the scorched earth is covered with bottomless cracks, as if it had been plowed by a giant god.

The desolation and deathly silence permeating the air were even more pronounced than in the surrounding area. Only a few remnants of the protective light flickered uncertainly among the ruins, testifying to the extraordinary nature of this place in the past.

However, what weighed even heavier on their hearts was that after searching two side halls or caves that might hold opportunities, according to the map, all they found were the remains of the restrictions that had been violently broken open, and a scene of utter devastation where the interiors had been ransacked, leaving not a trace of anything behind.

"Now we can confirm it, it's the aura of the Azure Dragon Venerable. She's been here before." Su Manniang examined a white jade gate that had been blasted apart by brute force. Li Qinghan nodded silently, his icy eyes sweeping over the empty palace, and said softly, "It seems that when Mother came in, she couldn't enter the herb garden, so she came here instead."

Luo Qingyang looked at the empty stone chamber before him, his face filled with undisguised disappointment.

These places that could be marked on the map should have been blessed by immortals, but now they are just ruins.

He never expected that the Azure Dragon Venerable, who was rumored to have disappeared along with the Great Xia Emperor, had actually been excavating and exploring some ancient ruins in advance all these years.

But it was this result that made him realize why the dignified Azure Dragon Venerable, the emperor of Great Xia, would abandon so many things and disappear.

The world is about to be restored, and every additional bit of this kind of foundation will be a great benefit.

Li Xijun remained calm, seemingly unsurprised by the situation.

"It's alright. The truly core things aren't so easily taken away. Let's move on to the next place."

According to the map, reaching the next marker requires traversing an extremely dangerous area.

When the four of them arrived at the edge of the area, even the well-informed Su Manniang and Li Qinghan couldn't help but gasp.

What lay before me was not a real building or mountain, but a vast, boundless sea of ​​thunder that seemed to separate heaven and earth!

The pitch-black clouds, like a heavy curtain, hung low overhead, within which countless dark purple and even black lightning bolts, as thick as palace pillars, darted wildly, tearing through the sky.

The deafening thunder continued incessantly, and each bolt of lightning struck, causing the earth to tremble violently and leaving behind bottomless craters.

The air was filled with a dense aura of destruction, and a final, ethereal rhythm that brought everything to silence and made souls tremble.

"This—this is definitely not a naturally formed thundercloud." Luo Qingyang's face turned pale, and his voice trembled slightly. "It's like a forbidden zone that evolved spontaneously from the residual Daoist aura left over from the clash of some unimaginably terrifying forces!"

Su Manniang's expression was extremely solemn: "The space here is fragile, and the spiritual energy is violent and chaotic. If we are not careful, we will trigger a thunderstorm. Even if the Dharma Body comes here in person, we will probably be badly injured. If there is no safe path, we must not venture in."

However, Li Xijun's gaze was fixed on the deepest, darkest divine lightning that occasionally flashed by deep within the thunderclouds.

His pupils contracted slightly, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

This aura—destruction, end, the return of all things to nothingness—is so similar to the black divine lightning symbolizing ultimate destruction that I sensed when I was cultivating the "Divine Firmament Nine Heavens Calamity Annihilation Blade" and observing the scene left behind by the ancient thunder god in the blade's intent!

This discovery sent a chill down his spine.

Could the remaining lightning here be related to that ancient thunder god, or even the calamity that led to his demise?

Countless thoughts surged through his mind, but he had no real ideas, so he stopped paying attention to them and turned to continue using his divine sense to explore the keystone map.

A safe route that winds its way through this Thunderous Wasteland is indeed marked.

Even so, the four of them dared not be careless in the slightest.

"Stay close to me," Li Xijun said in a deep voice, taking the lead in stepping into the edge of the lightning domain.

His aura was restrained, yet it subtly resonated with the surrounding raging lightning.

Having cultivated the Thunder God Blade Technique and even personally triggered the Ninefold Golden Core Tribulation, he possesses an understanding and affinity for the power of thunder far exceeding that of ordinary people.

Following the map's guidance, his steps were elusive, sometimes sidestepping, sometimes moving swiftly, sometimes pausing, always managing to narrowly avoid the terrifying electric snakes that roamed on their own, as well as the hidden lightning traps beneath his feet.

Su Manniang and the other two held their breath and followed closely behind, not daring to make the slightest mistake.

Thunder roared in my ears, lightning flashed and disappeared within inches, and the aura of destruction felt like a cold blade scraping against my skin.

This stretch of road was a nerve-wracking experience for everyone, leaving them drenched in sweat.

After an unknown amount of time, as the suffocating lightning and roaring before them gradually subsided and a relatively calm area appeared in front of them, the four of them finally breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling a sense of exhaustion and relief as if they had crossed the line between life and death.

Passing through the last thin layer of thunderclouds, they stopped before a vast expanse of ruins.

This is a grand ancient building, but nearly half of it has collapsed, leaving only broken walls and ruins to tell of its former glory.

The building is made of neither gold nor jade, but a dark-colored boulder that, even in its current state of disrepair, still exudes an indestructible and profound Taoist aura.

Above the still relatively intact main gate hung a huge plaque, equally dilapidated, cleaved in two by some force, leaving only two solitary ancient characters, faintly discernible in the lightning's glow—

【Duobao】

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